Looking For A New Love

"Okay." Began Captain Devore as he pressed a few buttons on his armrest. "Let's get this show on the road. Lieutenant Gordon. Scan ahead for tachyon emissions. Mr Shale tie in to Ops and follow the trail. Bring the refractive shielding online, we don't know what to expect."

"Captain. I am picking up tachyon emissions bearing 203 mark 2." Gordon informed the Captain.

"Very well set a course thre-quarters impulse." Devore said rubbing his chin. "Leviathan to Ronin." Heim appeared on the view screen. "You ready to get under way."

[Aye sir. Whenever you are.]

"Very well Commander. We have detected the tachyon emissions at 203..."

[Mark two...] interjected Heim.

"Very well Commander. Lead the way. Devore out."

"Slightly arrogant." Soliel said leaning over to the Captain.

"Maybe a little." Devore said with a smile. "All hands this is the Captain. Prepare to enter warp. Commander Soliel bring us to yellow alert."

"Aye sir."

The running lights began to flash yellow as the computer redirected necessary power to primary systems. The massive Akira overshadowed the small Defiant but maintained her distance as they jumped into warp on the trail of the missing crewmembers.

USS Leviathan-A : Officers Lounge

At the forward lounge, Commander Loris and Ambassador Maul were sitting enjoying a drink when Brayden walked in. He saw her and suddenly his heart began to pound, his hands began to sweat profusely. He wanted so bad to say something to her, but he couldn't derive the nerve to do so. So he walked to the bar.

"Let me have a synthehol." Brayden said stuttering.

"Sorry bud. For you, you can have milk." The barkeep said.

"What !"

"Captain's orders." He said with a smile.

"Come on."

"Sorry. You have a problem you talk to the Captain."

"I don't believe this. Fine let me have a bavarian chocolate malt."

"Now that I can do."

In a matter of minutes, the barkeep produced a tall glass and handed to Brayden. "She is pretty." He said.

"What ?" Brayden said startled.

"It is obvious that you are attracted to the commander. Why don't you talk to her ?"

"What do you mean ? I don't like her." He said.

"That isn't what your uniform says."

"Huh ?" Brayden said in wonder. He looked over his uniform and noticed two things, sweaty palms and armpits evident from the sweat stains on his uniform, and the slight bulge in his pants. He was so embarrassed.

"Don't worry, kid. It is natural. How old are you... 15, 16 ?"

"17 !" He said offended.

"Well kid. She isn't but eighteen, a little older than you but not by much. You ought to go and talk to her."

"You know something I would...." Brayden said smiling finally mustering up the courage. "....but she is talking to the Ambassador."

"Not anymore." The barkeep said pointing over there. Brayden turned and looked and saw Maul leave the table she smiled as she walked by Brayden careful not to look at him. The exit of Maul left Junora alone. After a moment she coyly looked over at the bar towards Brayden and smiled. "See, kid. Go and talk to her."

"Okay okay." Brayden said straightening up and taking a big breath. He grabbed his drink and gulped down the shake. The coolness of the ice cream caused his head to spin as ounce by ounce passed his gullet down to his stomach. Brayden slammed the empty glass down and took another deep breath. "Here goes nothing."

He left the barstool and stood on his own two feet, but the room continued to spin, so he put his hand on the bar to stable himself.

"Kid you okay ?" The keep asked.

"Yeah. Just a minute."

He finally approached the beautiful Junora. She sat looking out the glass, her face had one on puzzlement on it as Brayden approached. "May I sit down ?" Brayden's voice cracked after "I".

"Sure. Please do." Junora said looking up and the young man. Little beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he sat down. "I was wondering when you going to come over here."

"You were ?"

"Yes."

Brayden looked over at the barkeep and smiled from ear to ear. The keep gave him the thumbs up and went back to work.